Midnight Special - Odetta
Well you wake up in the morning
Hear the dingdong ring
Ya go marchin' to the table
Ya see the same old things
All on one table knife
A fork and a pan
And it ya say a thing about it
You're in trouble with the man
Oh let the Midnight
Special shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine
Her ever-lovin' light on me
Oh if you ever go to Houston
Oh man ya better walk right
Ya better not stagger
Lord knows you'd better not fight
Sheriff he'll arrest you
He'll carry ya down
And if the jury finds ya guilty
You're penitentiary boun'
Oh let the Midnight Special
Shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special
Shine her ever loving light on me
"O yonder comes Miss Rosie
"How in the world do ya know
"Well I knowed her by her apron
And the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder
A piece of paper in her hand
She goes a walking to the captain
Said "Turn loose my man
Oh let the Midnight Special
Shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special
Shine her ever loving light on me
Oh let the Midnight Special
Shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special
Shine her ever loving light on me